"You're saying that after a few days of squatting there, the biggest problem you've found is...... He might steal electricity? ”

Nick Fury stood in the S.H.I.E.L.D. office, holding a newspaper and asking Coulson.

Coulson also knew that this report was really like something that he had a hangover and didn't have time to write the day before, and got up early in the morning to rush to work. The above conclusion is only a bottle of whiskey away from nonsense.

Nick Fury took the report and took a deep breath, his mouth open, but he still paused for a moment, obviously speechless.

He said: "Actually, I've always been in disagreement with the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent rating standard, Coulson, I think, you're the strongest argument against it, aren't you?" ”

"Uh......" Coulson rubbed his hands awkwardly and said, "Actually, it's not like we haven't observed anything, we found that there may be tunnels underneath his clinic......"

"I should have called Nurse Jenny to test you for drunk driving, Coulson, you said 'Observed that the target often appears out of nowhere about a hundred meters outside the clinic', and you concluded that ...... Is there an authentic place under the clinic? Nick Fury said.

"Actually, I know he might have the ability to teleport." Coulson said, holding his arms and frowning, said, "But according to the cases we have been exposed to, there is always a moment when teleportation lands, and we have hundreds of miniature cameras around us, but none of them have anything out of the ordinary." ”

Nick Fury said: "Then go and add a few hundred more, he's important to us at the moment, he's the toughest opponent to play against, don't be careless......

And at this time, on the bed in the professor's apartment at Gotham University, Schiller had just woken up and found himself holding a stuffed thing in his arms, and he looked down, Pikachu!

"Oh, what's wrong with you? What time is it? Pikachu's sleepy eyes couldn't be opened, Schiller rubbed his eyes, why did this mouse come with him??

Pikachu looked around in a hazy way, startled, and instantly sobered up, saying, "Where is this?!" How did you bring me here? You're actually a trafficker??? ”

Schiller folded the quilt and said, "Why don't you explain to me why you're in my bed?" ”

"Are you too embarrassed to ask me??" Pikachu yelled, and it said, "Three floors, you only turned on the heating in your room!" If I hadn't picked the lock, I'd have frozen to death by now! ”

"Oh, really?" Schiller felt no guilt, saying, "Freeze-drying rats is not a good idea. ”

"So why are you here? Where is this? ”

"As you can see, I'll travel through planes, so I'll be here when I wake up." Schiller said. "It's a very dangerous place, and if you run around, you'll be stewed in less than three minutes."

"Hush." Pikachu let out a nasal voice of disdain, and it said, "Will you travel through time? Then I'll splash in the water. ”

Schiller didn't tell a lie, Pikachu knew nothing, after all, it was a mouse, in the eyes of these superheroes, it was even less credible than a repeater, if it went to Batman, Batman would definitely stew it for the first time, Batman didn't kill people, but not not rats.

In the face of non-human creatures, few heroes of the earth have any trust in them, although Pikachu speaks no different from humans, and has a strange Canadian accent, but this yellow mouse that obviously looks like some kind of genetically modified creature, it is obviously difficult to trust any normal person, so Schiller is not worried.

While Schiller was making the bed, Pikachu jumped up and down and sniffed into the room, wrinkling his little nose and muttering in disgust: "It seems that you really have some skills, this is indeed not the original world." ”

Schiller went to class in the morning, and he carried Pikachu in his bag, not that he wanted to take Pikachu to class, mainly because if he didn't bring it, Pikachu would definitely sneak out on his own and be stewed.

Pikachu poked his head in Schiller's bag, and was pushed back several times by Schiller, and in the afternoon, Schiller put the bag on the table in the counseling room, pressed Pikachu's head and said, "Listen, even if I don't care if people see a strange yellow creature in my bag, I think you should understand what I told you, superheroes, every one of them takes 'nosy' as their life creed, and no one will let go of studying your yellow mouse, especially ......"

Schiller was talking when the door to the counseling room suddenly opened, and Bruce said, "Professor, I ......"

As soon as he entered, he saw his professor pressing his hand against the head of a strange yellow creature.

Pikachu was startled, and instantly jumped into Schiller's arms, Schiller pursed his lips, looked at Pikachu, and then at Bruce, he hugged Pikachu and said, "If I say that this is a new breed of albino mole, do you believe it......"

"I don't believe you're going to make another one, are you?" Bruce said, holding his arms.

Pikachu bared his teeth at him, and Schiller covered his mouth, and he said, "What's the matter with you?" Mr. Wayne? ”

Bruce walked over and said, "Actually, I'm sorry...... That's right, I'd like to invite you to Wayne Manor......"

Visiting Wayne Manor?

What kind of invitation to surrender is this?

Bruce is obviously a little awkward, because Schiller knows his true identity, so he can't be sure whether he should be Bruce or Batman, and the current Batman is not as cold as in the future, and will even take the initiative to cooperate with Gordon, so now Bruce is in a very tangled state.

Schiller could feel a little telepathically, he knocked on the table, and took the initiative to say, "You can see it, Bruce, you're struggling right now, sit down." ”

"Actually, you did a good job before, Bruce is not Batman, he is just a playboy who doesn't learn anything, his favorite thing is clubbing and drinking, and there are so many beautiful women around him. Batman, on the other hand......"

Bruce sat down, he put his finger on the corner of his brow, and he said, "I don't understand the point of doing that." I don't think I can hide it from anyone. ”

Bruce is not stupid, he is the only one in the whole Gotham City who is so rich, and only he has the financial resources to manufacture those equipment of Batman, he doesn't think that the criminals are stupid, and they will not know that he is Bruce Wayne.

And you can guess a thing or two just from the figure, the blues game flowers, it will not be tightly wrapped at some times, and it is not difficult to figure out some body details.

In particular, Schiller has seen Bruce go out in the middle of the night more than once, and the female companions around him have never been the same, and half of the famous Nightingale cheerleading troupe has been involved with Bruce.

In fact, Schiller speculated that many villains with super high IQs in the comics should not be completely kept in the dark, this reasoning is really not difficult, but they still make a "Who is Batman?" I can't guess it", there must be a reason.

"yes, it's not a secret, but if you want it to be a secret, it'll be your weapon if necessary."

"If you show that you value a secret as important, others will think that secret is important to you. You try your best to hide it, but if it is revealed at a critical moment, it can naturally prove your sincerity, even though it doesn't really matter. ”

Schiller is talking about Bruce's future operation of the Alliance, and in order to win the trust of the Alliance, Batman took off his mask - revealing a secret that everyone actually knows, Batman is Bruce Wayne.

But everyone still strengthened their trust in Batman, because Batman has always shown that he values this secret very much, and is willing to reveal it for his companions, of course, he can win the trust of others, although this secret can be guessed with a little brain, but it doesn't matter, what matters is attitude!

Bruce touched his chin and continued: "For example, if a criminal wants to threaten me with this, I can set a trap for him without hurrying......"

"Alright, Mr. Wayne." Schiller glanced at his watch, and then said, "It's time for mental counseling, and I'll think about your invitation carefully after I get it." ”

Bruce didn't quite understand why Schiller was thinking about it, and in the United States, a verbal invitation meant that it was a private visit, not formal, and that it was probably just a private meal together.

But when Schiller mentioned the invitation, Bruce thought that maybe Schiller thought that the invitation was not formal enough and did not take it seriously enough, so after he left the consultation room, he asked the butler Ah Fu to prepare the invitation and the banquet.

What he didn't actually know was that for Schiller, being invited to his house by Batman was like saying to him, "Are you interested in throwing yourself into the net?" ”

He needed so much mental preparation.

Although Schiller knew that the current Bruce was far from being the later Batman, and his two identities were not even completely different, if it was the Batman in the comics, Bruce would only come over with a bottle of wine and say that he would introduce him to a few beautiful women at the party.

Instead of acting serious and awkward.

But Schiller's stereotype of Batman is so deep that he even suspects that this is a game set up by Batman to get his DNA, which is definitely something that Batman can do.

Also, although Bruce didn't say it, it was clear that Pikachu, the yellow mouse, caught his attention.

Schiller grabbed Pikachu by the tail and picked it up, saying, "Did you see the person who just came?" That's Gotham, if you want to eat and drink spicy food in the future, it's best not to offend him. ”

Pikachu struggled desperately with a waving little short hand in mid-air, saying, "Let me down!" That person just now was really scary! ”

Schiller tugged Pikachu's tail and carried it in front of him, saying, "How do you know?" ”

"Detective's intuition!" Pikachu shouted, and he said, "You should really think about not staying here, it's giving me chills here, wouldn't it be good for us to go back to where we were yesterday?" I can even put up with you eating strawberry jam! ”

Schiller looked Pikachu up and down, and felt that he was not telling the truth.